Adventure Time Ice King Voice Novels & Stories

"Perhaps I simply enjoy spending time with beautiful women." "You had to travel this far to find a beautiful woman? The city sounds terrible, my king." His lips parted to reply, still holding the whisper of a smile, before one of his guards appeared out of the brush. "King Eden! We've secured the area. The Ipsit invaders have been returned to their side of the border." Eden's mask returned as he gave orders to the soldier. Violet watched the king return, stiff shoulders, commanding voice, every inch the responsible Monarch. She wondered what else he hid beneath the mask of royalty.

he simpered, making every word and action get on my nerves. "Well then, Mr. Self-important. Who exactly are you that made you think you are unparalleled?" I asked in a challenging tone, being fed up with the all-high and mighty attitude. He lifted his chin and looked down at me with a smirk—a handsome one at that. "I'm Oswin Alvingham, the king of the elves," he proudly presented himself with a voice full of pride and authority. My jaws dropped open at his word. Using my fingers to clean my ears for better hearing, I asked again, "Err... Who did you say you were?"

I tell him, enunciating each word slowly so that there can be no confusion. He steps down from the porch, moving toward me with his long, kingly strides. I stand up to meet him, unwilling to kneel before him now. He glowers down at me, his upper lip curled in disgust. Curiously, at the same time, the ice thaws in his eyes, and his own fire seems to spark there, hot and dangerous. “I am your King,” he says, his voice a deep growl. The shivers that tone of voice gives me are entirely different than fear, but I press down on those feelings, restraining them. This is not the right time to be horny.

John's voice resounded in the ice rink. I turned to Roy with disbelief and only then did the latter realize what he had done. But even then, he looked unapologetic. "Oops," Roy sheepishly smiled.

Isak could go out from the Queendom at his will only if he was able to retrieve the children the Vampire King was accused of abducting. Isak assessed the Vampire King, he wasn't a bulkier muscular guy like Isak had imagined him to be. King Vladimir was a leanly muscular man. His skin was smooth and too pale without any tan, probably from never going out in the sun. His features were sharp and breathtaking. But Isak knew that it was just a facade to hide the vicious killer behind. Even if King Vladimir appeared harmless Isak could bet that he could single-handedly slay both him and Victor.

The floor was icy cold beneath his knees. Kael couldn’t move a single muscle as he stared at the portal; now closed as if it returned to its slumber. His eyes fixed steady. His only heartbeat challenged the sound of the howling chilly wind, slow but strong, pummeling against his chest. What just happened? He could hear voices echoing inside his head. Kael Denvorn, the King’s Guard, Protector of Ice Crown, and Divine Knight of Glacia, had failed once again. The biggest failure he had. The worst one.

He smiled at the look of joy on Tova’s face as she held up the clothing. “Go put it on,” I said, a smile playing across my lips. She looked at him and gave him a dazzling smile before skipping out of the room. I watched her go and then turned back to Birgir who had a huge grin on his face. “What is that look for?” I asked, busying myself with some papers that had toppled. “The Icy King has thawed,” he chortled. I threw a paperweight at him. With a shout of laughter, he ducked and it hit the stone wall, shattering.

the deep baritone voice of a male ordered from inside. "Your Highness" Whipped Ariel acknowledged and bowed immediately she walked in. "What do you want Ariel?" The king scowled at her. "I came to tell you the truth of what happened earlier today father." "You used your powers on me. Is there anything else that happened?" "I wasn't the one that attacked you father. I'll never attack my father. Never." "Then who did?" The king barked and glared at her. "An imposter father. She looks exactly like me. Has my voice, my smile, everything. She claims to come from the future but that's a lie father. She came to kill us so she can take over our kingdom."

And then— His lips parted. A gasp ripped from Elara’s throat. She wasn’t imagining it. He had moved. “Vesper—” The ice cracked again, a web of fractures spreading over the frozen prison. Then, without warning, a voice—low, ancient, and laced with something unnatural—filled the chamber. “You are not the one I expected… but you will do.” The vault doors slammed shut. The flames roared to life. And the dead king opened his eyes.

His dark hair was slightly damp from the shower, swept back from his face to reveal the hard, granite-carved angles of his jawline. There was no trace of the heat from last night on his face. The Ice King was back in his fortress, and the gates were firmly shut. "Was it really just for Vanessa?" I asked, my voice sounding rough, a pitch lower than usual due to the exhaustion that filled my bones. I gripped the edges of the vanity stool, forcing myself to meet his flint-grey gaze. "The kiss. You told me the show was over the second she left the hallway, but it didn't feel like a performance, Adrian. It didn't feel like you were thinking about a contract."